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Subject: Barmaids

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Date Posted: 21:12:24 09/23/03 Tue

Savinia took one last sweeping glance around the kitchen, before taking up her cloak and heading for the back door.
"Back in a bit" she called as she opened the latch. There was no reply. Savinia sighed in frustration and quickly peeped back into the main tavern. Noryn the other barmaid was scrubbing angrily at a large ale stain that had soaked deep into the grains of a wooden table.
"Noryn!" She called sharply.
The dark haired girl looked up from her job and fixed her eyes on Savinia.
"I'm just going out to fetch some fresh bread" Savinia explained. Noryn nodded sullenly and returned to her task. Savinia sighed again and left before she found Noryn's moodiness contagious. She'd been in a foul mood all morning.

The tavern was almost empty - it always was in the middle of the afternoon. A couple of older men sat at the bar, stubbornly drinking back their entire wages. The tavern wouldn’t get busy until later.
Noryn gave a gasp of frustration and hooked her leg onto the table to get a better position. No matter how hard she scrubbed - the stain wasn’t shifting. At last she sat back on her heels and angrily threw the cloth against the wall. It was obviously going to be one of those days. Nothing seemed to be going right at all.

Suddenly a gnarled hand grasped her by the wrist. She turned sharply to see one of the cloaked drinkers staring up at her with glittering dark eyes.
“I’m not on duty until this evening” she snapped, trying to twist her hand out of his grip. For an older man, he hung on very tightly, refusing to let her go.
“You look like a girl that’s not easily scared” he commented thoughtfully. “How would you like to earn some extra money?”
Noryn tossed her dark hair back over her shoulder.
“How much?” she asked casually, giving her wrist a sudden yank and breaking free. She swung her legs back down to the floor and quickly crossed the tavern. He hobbled quickly behind her, his mouth close to her ear.
“More than you’d earn sitting about here all afternoon” he whispered. “I’d pay you in gold... Real gold”

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